After various unfortunate incidents on
the journey back to the Shetland Islands, check notes for FlyBe
nonsense, we arrived at our booked accommodation, the rather pleasant
camping bod near Skeld marina. NOTE ON BODS. We had already visited
ubiquitous Tesco and as such had most of the supplies we needed and
were prepared for our first night. The wood burner, which would in
fact be burning wedges of dried peat, NOTE ON PEAT BURNING, was a
great prospect but without firelighters or a lighter getting it going
would prove difficult, off we drove to the nearest town, twenty
minutes travel to the West for the bits we needed. The weather
remained overcast with rain threatening constantly. On our return
Will volunteered to light the fire while I began cooking some Reggae
Reggae chicken, yeah man. It was at this point that our fellow
'bodders' arrived, a group of four students who were embarking on a
quest to visit as many of the Islands dotted around the shores of the
country. They had already visited the Scilly Islands and the Western
Isles and were now attempting to take in as many of the most Northern
islands as possible on their flying visit. Will and I had been up
since four-thirty and as such were more than ready for an early
night. The students were still talking, huddled around the warmth of
the peat fire at the opposite of the large central room, when Will
and I fell asleep.
The Bod at Skeld.
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